"You girls wouldn't mind?" She smiled."Of course not." Trudy giggled."Be gentle with her, sweetie." Michelle said, giving his stick a few final stroke...."Oh nonsense. I may be old but I can still handle a hammering." Jean smiled.Michelle crawled up and got in the passenger seat while Trudy moved up between the two front seats. Jacob could hear the girls giggling as they whispered between each other."Sure you wanna hump this old body?" Jean asked."I wanna make you feel good Grandma. I wanna make. He then told me he was a cyclist too and would love to get in a ride as well but needed to rent a bike as he was only visiting. He then asked if I’d ever seen a blog from Jen Dvorak of Asheville who was also a cyclist in the area. He then said I looked an awful lot like her. I’m not one to deny who I am and admitted laughing that I was Jen Dvorak. He freaked out and couldn’t stop laughing and slapping his knee saying, "OMG, OMG!" He told me he’d been reading my blog for years and couldn’t. For quite sometime now our town has been under siege from a gang of the most uproarious street urchins who have partook in pickpocketing and burglarly and have put the good people of Queenstown under fear. However yesterday our Town Crier aided by the local Milkman managed to apprehend one of the wicked urchins and we are presently keeping him in a cell at the Town Hall. The Town Council and I have decided that the only manner that this miscreant will adhere to is corporal punishment and since. Her skin was soft and warm and as we walked into the restaurant she moved in closer and her bare shoulder touched my arm. “I’ll have a Mojito,” said Gretchen to the waiter. “The same,” said I. We had decided to go with the house special which was a fish dish. The place was packed with people but Gretchen had said some magic words to the waiter who had seated us on the first row to see the sunset. While the big orange ball settled into the sea people applauded and cheered. I just sipped my.